old brother Scott, who were a makeshift cell in the roadie' s torture trailer.
"We are going to fuck you up really good for this, you little puke," Gus s Tommy. "But first we' re gonna make sure y brother has a ringside seat."
Gus opehe cage and threw Tommy into Ben' s arms. Ben threw a bearhug around Tommy so the teen couldn' t move. Gus grabbed Scott and pulled him out of the cage, then slammed the cage door shut and locked it.
"We' re gonna leave yht here so you watch what happens to your little brus snarled. "Lucky yht these handcuffs, they' ll e in handy." Gus spreadeagled Scott against the bars of the cage and handcuffed his wrists and ankles. "You fu' piece of shit, you let me out of here and I' ll kill you!" Scott screamed, his face red with rage.
"Shut the pussy up," snarled Ben. Gus smiled and with his two huge paws, grabbed the thick material at the collar of Scott' s t-shirt. Gus' muscles strained as he tugged the stubborn aterial until he heard a satisfying rip. Then he shredded Scott' s shirt off his body, ed the torn material around in his hand, and gagged Scott with it. Scott struggled but could only make muffled sounds through the thick cotton gag.
Ben looked over Scott' s half-naked body, spreadeagled against the metal cell. "Gee, I fot what nice abs this dude has," Ben said appreciatively before thrusting a fist straight into Scott' s gut. The sucker pued solidly and Scott tried to double over, but only succeeded in flailing against the metal police handcuffs, which cut into his wrists. Scott looked up pleadingly, uo speak, at Ben' s sadistic grin, as the heavily-muscled sadist shot another hard rabbit punch directly into Scott' s belly. Scott' s eyes bulged and he was afraid that he was going to throw up and choke in his gag, but his ing insides subsided aurned his attention to Tommy.
Tommy couldn' t believe his plan had bed so pletely, leaving himself and his brother in such peril. "This is the kid